The Wilmingtonian., 1887-01-15
Eurxnsnn.s Roy. Freddie

dined with Ferguson the other day.
Ferguson has little boy named Freddie.
Freddie is a boy of about nine Yeas of age,
and is very bright. He is; he is positively
brilliant. But if he were my boy | think |
could polish him still more. At all events |
should try
| Freddie came n.b the patlor suou after
my arrival, his face shining from a recent
vigorous application Of soap and water, and
his yellow hair pastered down to his head
so that every bump was plainly visible.
"You don't remember Mr.. Johnson, do
you ?" said his father taking the young cub
on his knee.
"Yap," was the reply.
What's that? said Ferguson rep owing
ly.
"Yap," repeated the boy with surprised |
look.
Haven't told you to always say yes
s;r?"
"Yessir."
That's better. So you remember Mr..
Johnson, Ell? It's nearly three years since
Freddie saw you last" added Ferguson,
8 turning to me- "Its astonishing what
memory the boy has. What do you remem-
Der about Mr.. johnson, Freddie?" he inquii-
ed.
81 remember replied Freddie, ingenious
ly, that his hair was white at the roots and
a black at the end, and mar said she guessed
y he hadn't dyed it this week.
q This remark produced feeling Of cor
:. straint, SO to speak, and Freddie was banish-
1 A.. sll.. ~
Y until went into dinner.
a Fergusiou asked blessing. As soon as he
ic had finished Freddie burst out with
i. 'Par what's the reason you never do that
'cept when we have company !"
Ferguson made some racetious remark,
er but saw light in his eyes which told me
We that three was trouble ahead for Freddie,
ge and rejoced in St cret.
IL "Mar," said Freddie presently, ''don't you
wish Aunt Maria was here?"
why, Freddie?" said his mother, with a
''' IOnd smile.
nr. "'Cause you said the other day that you
ed wished she an Mr. johnson would meet
be cause he'd be such good catch for her an
it was about her last chance, an"
= Frederick Y shouted Ferguson.
Ct why, Freddie Ferguson T. exclaimed his
raj mother.
of The subject was quickly changed. | fel
that it would be wise to send Freddle ava,
from the table, but Ferguson dared fate ant
- permitted him to remain.
,ry "GImme another piece Of cake 4 saic
ZEN Freddie presently.
-ge "You have had three already" sal hi
4, mother gently.
Il know have, an' want another"
us' But"
lti- 81 want another piece of cake?"
ay- What can you possibly want OF more"
md 'Wsnter eat it; Of course. What'd ye
,,r spose | wanted to do with it--put wheels O
it and Use for wagon? 2
'e"' 1t struck he that this would be goo
time to remove Freddie and inhct corpor
no punishment upon him, but Mrs Fergusu
,een thought differently. She regarded Freddie
=. remarks as laughable
Its astonishing what fund Of hum,
rue that boy has got, she said, as she gave hi
ack the biggest piece of cake on the plate. "lIe
on always making quaint remarks like tina
.ntv Par aud think he'll become first rate h,
morist"
"Mr, johnson" said Freddie. as we ro
he from the table, "ean feel your dtmun pin?
that "What u singular request, said Mrs, Fe
r be guson. "But please let him do it If y,
7 ia don't mind, Mr.. johnson. He's got son
y, funny ideas in his head and We shall S
what it is
-"s We did. After rubbing the diamond sc
pon eral times with his fo,eiinger tincidental
cree covering my immaculate shirt trout wi
rate currant jeliy,) he said wonderngly
,.,,. why, It Amt sticky at ALL
mo, Freddie, of course not, said Ferg
a. son, smilingy. Why should it be stck
lack Diam ,nds are not sticky"
nply mo, spnse not, said Freddie, "but
that heard MAJ say that she thought it wasn't
and dimun at all but only paste, an knew IL
paste was"
But at this point Freddie was hustled
Of the room by his father and IN few Il
ket ments my heart was gladdened by the sour
in. Of dismal yells in the distance.
rr,ed saw no more of Freddie that evening
,. do not intend to dine at Fergusons ag
~ soon